Interstellar travel, a beloved companion, a magnificent and turbulent otherworld.

Mo Li shook her head with a slight sigh, worried that he might not be able to keep it in his mouth and would have nowhere to cry if he spat it out. So she could only remind him:

"If it's delicious, eat more, and don't say anything for now."

They were both very satisfied with this novel dinner. More than ten minutes had passed since they finished eating, and Ye Zixuan looked very content, lazily reclining in a super comfortable chair, holding a big crisp plum in his hand, crunching it down and occasionally smacking his lips with lingering enjoyment.

"Ali, how about we have dumplings tomorrow morning? There are still so many different fillings we haven't tried yet."

"The idea is great, but it won't work."

Ye Zixuan looked somewhat disappointed, his head drooping slightly: "Why?"

"I'll be heading back to the capital planet first thing tomorrow morning, so I don't have much time to prepare."

Ye Zixuan stood up abruptly, took two long strides to her, bent down, and looked directly at her:

"Ah Li, you can't fool me. There's still some left in the space button."

Being stared at by such an exceptionally handsome and sunny young man, especially given the close proximity between them—almost to the point where their breaths were almost mingling—did inevitably create a hint of ambiguity.

When she looked at his handsome, sunny face with flawless features, she felt a little tremble. She waved her hand and said, "Fine, I really give up. But you'll have to wake up early tomorrow morning and steam it yourself."

Ye Zixuan's lips curled into a slight smile, her demeanor exuding an air of unrestrained confidence: "No problem, this little thing is no challenge for me, as long as we have dumplings to eat." She paused, stealing a glance at her, and continued, "So when are we having hot pot?"

"You really remember everything you've eaten perfectly; you really haven't skimped on your food at all."

"Eating, drinking, and defecating are all basic necessities. Since eating is listed first, it must be the most important. How can I not value it?"

Mo Li shook her head: "Whatever makes you happy."

After saying that, she looked out through the spaceship window. The heavy rain had turned into a downpour, and the puddles on the ground were about two meters deep. It seemed that they really didn't need to get off the spaceship anymore.

"I'm going to rest now. We can't stay on this planet for the time being, so let's set off early tomorrow to return to the capital planet. It's just a little regrettable."

"What regret?"

Ye Zixuan and Dongfang Yu asked this question almost simultaneously.

"I wonder how well Captain Yan and Linglong fared this time."

Dongfang Yu: "Ali can ask questions before we part ways on the spaceship back on the capital star."

"it's the only way."

......

Mo Li was awakened by the aroma of food. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a large, handsome face. Startled, she sat up abruptly and glared at the culprit. "Phew, servants can scare people to death. Are you planning to scare me to death so you can inherit my trillion-dollar fortune?"

Ye Zixuan immediately felt wronged and waved her hands repeatedly in denial. Smiling, she moved closer to her, took her small hand, and gently shook it a few times.

"No way, how could I bear to? Besides, if anyone should inherit, it should be Ali who inherits my trillion-dollar fortune."

"Hmph, hmph, glib tongue."

Dongfang Yu arranged her toiletries and squeezed out the toothpaste, placing them in the bathroom before walking out and going straight to the bedside. He sat down at a perfect distance from her, his gaze lightly sweeping over their clasped hands. He gently brushed the stray hairs from her cheeks behind her ear, his expression subtly shifting. He seemingly naturally took her small hand in his, though no one noticed that her ears were slightly red.

"Good morning. Go wash up first, then have breakfast. The rain outside has stopped, the weather is back to normal, and we can set sail home now."

Ye Zixuan didn't forget to take credit: "I prepared breakfast, Ali, aren't I amazing?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she inexplicably felt a tangible, somewhat cold gaze. She subconsciously glanced at Dongfang Yu and reluctantly added, "Dongfang Yu also helped with a small, insignificant favor."

Dongfang Yu let out a soft chuckle from his throat.

Breakfast was simple: steamed dumplings, pumpkin and millet porridge, and boiled eggs.

Just after finishing breakfast, Mo Li's personal computer received a video call from Captain Yan. The other party's words were very brief: "The rain has stopped. Get ready. We will return to the capital in ten minutes."

Before hanging up, he emphasized: "Safety first, stay vigilant, time pirates are rampant."

Ye Zixuan: "Ali, I will protect you."

Although Dongfang Yu didn't say it aloud, his gaze said it all. Instead, he asked, "Is there anything I can help you prepare?"

"No, Captain Yan and his team's spaceships will fly together, we just need to follow."

Mo Li was starting to miss her 500-square-meter apartment.

Ten minutes later------

The collection team set off right on time, with Mo Li and the others following closely behind. This kind of time travel actually has many unknown dangers, but thanks to someone's good luck, it went surprisingly smoothly.

Upon arriving at the capital planet, after landing at the designated landing point on the spaceship, Chu Linglong was the first to disembark and ran towards Mo Li:

"Ah, ah, I'm really going to burst from being cooped up like this. It rained all day yesterday, I'm practically turning into a moldy mess. Ali, how are you? Are you getting used to collecting with us for the first time?"

"That's great. Remember to let me know before you set off for other planets next time."

Chu Linglong glanced at the two handsome and noble men standing on either side of her, and whispered, "Are you sure? I think their families are very powerful; they don't need you at all..."

"I really enjoy collecting things. I can stay for a few days, but I can't stand staying any longer."

"Is that so? I understand. Once you get used to this feeling of freedom, it's really hard to stay stuck at home. Let me tell you, we've all gained a lot this time."

"Hehe, I can finally prepare a decent dowry for myself before the wedding." She paused, then added somewhat nervously, "Sigh, I wonder what those husbands the AI ​​assigned me will be like. Now that I'm back, there's really no escaping them."

Mo Li: "You'll know once you see it. You don't need to create trouble for yourself now. As long as you gain something, that's good. I'm happy for you."

"Hmm, hmm, although it's not the most I've ever done, I'm still very satisfied."

The other members of the collection team also came over to exchange pleasantries, and Mo Li had a very friendly and amicable relationship with them.

After seeing that everyone had finished chatting, Captain Yan looked at Mo Li and asked, "Would you like to join our gathering team?"

He himself didn't feel very confident saying this. Didn't he see her husband who was with her? He looked very outstanding at first glance and must come from a family with a certain status.

The family is divided into nine tiers. Even the ninth tier is beyond the reach of ordinary people like them. It is very difficult to cross the class threshold. Of course, there are shortcuts, though the probability is not high: women with high fertility, men with A-level or higher mental strength, and outstanding performance in their respective fields, or those who are engaged in a high-ranking profession.

Like Mo Li, the probability is extremely low; one can only say she's incredibly lucky. In fact, after transmigrating and learning about the original owner's information, her first impression of the four husbands assigned to her by the AI ​​was...